Fic: All I Want Is You (Bridge/Sky)
Title: All I Want Is You
Pairings: Sky/Bridge established relationship. Brief Sam/Bridge, Z/Bridge, Syd/Bridge, Jack/Bridge with Sam/Jack and Z/Syd
Rating: R
Summery: Monster induced hormones prompt each of his teammates to attempt to seduce Bridge.
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with the Power Rangers. This is not my toy box, I'm merely playing.
AN: Started as a five times fic, changed to an intended xmas gift that never got finished, but is now as done as I can make it. This does include Bridge and Sky talking about tying Sky up so if that is going to bother anyone, please don’t read.
All I Want Is You:
Bridge felt weird. Not that what he normally felt wouldn’t be considered weird for most people, but he was definitely feeling weird for him. He felt restless with a need he couldn’t quite put his finger on. He almost wanted to label it lust, but this weirdness felt different than how he was used to lust making him feel. It had never made him feel as though he could crawl out of his skin with want.
Confused he almost went to see Doctor Felix.
He walked to his room instead, embarrassment on how to even begin explaining and sure that Dr. Felix wouldn’t take him seriously, weighed upon his decision.
Sam’s gloved covered hands fisted into his shirt as soon as he entered his room. Bridge barely managed a noise of protest before he was being shuffled over to his bed and being pushed back into his covers. Sam pinned his midsection with his legs as his hands began a slow journey under Bridge’s shirt.
Bridge’s eyes closed at the sensation and he arched into the touch. He wasn’t touched often, even with teammates that were comfortable enough to work with him. His powers kept them from the casual brushes, touches that they shared between themselves. If he was feeling especially touched deprived it was usually him that reached out to them.
It was Sam touching him, Bridge’s mind screamed and he reacted. He stopped Sam’s hands, firmly clasping them with his own.
“Sam?” he managed to choke in question.
“I can’t hurt you,” Sam tempted, before he pointed out, “I can’t demorph. You won’t have to worry about me accidently touching your skin and my suit should…”
“You’re my friend,” Bridge protested and before Sam could formulate an opinion on why being a friend meant they should have sex Bridge continued on, “Not just with you, but with your six year old self. I really don’t think that if we engaged in…Look can you stop that? And get off of me? Because this is really weird.”
“But…” Sam started.
“No,” Bridge reinforced as he pushed Sam off him, and left the room swiftly. He sagged against the wall as soon as the door shut. He’d been tempted, why would he ever be tempted by Sam and more importantly he was dating Sky…so why would he even think about cheating? Bridge shook his head, something was wrong with him, but what? Maybe he really should see Dr. Felix. It wasn’t like him to feel this way and it wasn’t like Sam to go around trying to seduce teammates. Maybe this feeling had a connection with the ray Grumm’s latest alien had zapped them with?
“Syd to Bridge.”
Bridge’s line of thought paused as he responded, “Bridge here.”
“My ahhh, my computer is broken,” she said slowly, “Could you come over and fix it?”
“Sure,” he told her brightly, “Hey Syd, do you feel weird?”
“No. Can you come over now?” Was her voice a bit desperate? Bridge’s face scrunched into a frown as he regarded his communicator. Well, he could always visit Dr. Felix after he got Syd’s computer up and running.
“On my way. How did it break? Did you…” Bridge trailed off as she told him to ‘hurry up’ and then ended communications.
With a shrug Bridge headed towards her room, but he’d only gotten halfway there when he passed Z in the hallway. Suddenly there were three of her all shoving him into the nearest closet. He protested, but the door was swiftly shut.
“Z?” he questioned.
She was suddenly one person as she pushed him against the wall, “I’ve been looking for you.”
Bridge closed his eyes and shuddered at the way she was suddenly just full body pressed against him. Wait, what?
“Me?” he questioned.
She ran a hand down his face, a gloved hand, as she gave him a sultry look, “I figured out how to touch you.”
He could feel the lust coming off of her in waves. He whimpered, wanted to protest as her hands skimmed down his chest and she followed that trail over his shirt with her lips. She reached for the zipper of his pants. Sky, his mind screamed, think about Sky!
He wrapped one of his gloved hands around her wrist as he managed to choke, “Z, this isn’t like you.”
Her dark eyes skimmed over him in incomprehension. Her other hand reached out towards his zipper and he grabbed it quickly with his other hand.
“No Z,” he managed firmly as he gave her a little push away from him and escaped the closet. Once outside he took several deep breaths to quell his panic. What was happening? Had he really almost been seduced by two teammates? He and Sky really needed to let their friends know they were dating.
That decided Bridge pushed off the wall and headed the rest of the way to Syd’s room. He’d almost managed to calm by the time he got there. Then he opened the door.
He whimpered helplessly as he caught sight of Syd in only her silky pink bathrobe. She smirked. He could feel the lust coming off her too, except this was stronger then what he’d experienced with Z. He frowned puzzled by that until he realized she knew him better and was projecting the feeling towards him. His eyes widened.
“Syd?”
“Yeah, Bridge?” she asked as she sauntered up to him letting her robe fall away. Bridge quickly shut the door behind him, not wanting anyone in the hallway to see her like this.
“I think you should put your clothes back on now.”
“No,” she smiled self-assured, “this will be far more fun if I’m naked.”
“What will be fun?” he asked confused.
She wrapped her arms around him, carefully pulling him close, “I’ve figure out how to give you a blow job.”
“What?” he squeaked. That was it, he wanted Sky and he wanted Sky now! He wanted his friends to know he had a boyfriend and he wanted them to stop trying to seduce him!
“It’ll be fun,” she promised.
“Ah Syd, remember that conversation we had about you being okay with my being gay?”
“Yeah, so?”
“You’re not a guy,” he pointed out.
“Wait,” she protested, face scrunching slightly as if it was difficult for her to concentrate, “You said you were bi.”
“G-gay,” Bridge protested hoping she bought his lie, “I am very much only into guys.”
“So close your eyes and pretend I’m,” she tried to reason.
Bridge frowned. There was something very seriously wrong. Syd would not allow herself to be used like that, at least not the Syd he knew. He backed out of the room slowly and when she tried to grab him again he deflected her hands telling her, “No, never. I would never do that to you.”
He turned and began a brisk walk down the hall. He needed to get to Dr. Felix. He had to see if the latest monster attack could be affecting their hormones. He shuddered. The lust he had been feeling before had almost been overwhelming. Now it was worse, now he had his lust and the lust from three teammates. His head was beginning to feel muddled.
His communicator beeped, “Jack to Bridge.”
“Bridge here,” he responded automatically.
“I need you to come to my room.”
“For what?” Bridge questioned.
“Just hurry up.”
Bridge frowned at his communicator, “Jack, are you wearing clothes, actual clothes?”
“I’m fully dressed.”
“I’m on my way then,” Bridge decided, maybe he could get Jack to help him. Maybe he could explain to Jack and then they could go talk to Dr. Felix and this whole thing would be solved.
He worried the entire way to Jack’s room, trying to decide if it was likely a monster attack that had sent their hormones sky rocketing or if there was another explanation. Jack would help.
Maybe not, he decided as he entered Jack’s room.
“Jack, why are you wearing my pajamas?”
Jack just grinned as if that answer was obvious.
“Jack, where did you…you’re not wearing anything else are you?”
“No, I’m not,” Jack confirmed, “You, me, fully clothed on my bed. I’ll make you…”
Bridge ran all the way back to his room. He skidded to a stop as he saw Sky sitting on his bed.
“Ah, hi,” he greeted.
“Hi,” Sky returned.
Worried Bridge dropped down onto his own bed across from Sky, “Have you been feeling weird since that monster blasted us?”
He contemplated the wall, maybe he needed a handstand. Then he could figure out how to get from his room to Dr. Felix without any of his teammates trying to seduce him. Then he felt Sky projecting lust at him. His head snapped up and met his boyfriend’s gaze. Sky just stared at him, face impassive, eyes intense as he very carefully projected.
He could take it anymore! With a frustrated growl Bridge crossed the room swiftly and pushed Sky back onto his bed.
“Shields,” he ordered.
Sky’s whole body went blue for a moment. He could no longer feel Sky. Grateful Bridge slide down over top of Sky, grabbed his wrists, pinned them above his head and then kissed him. Sky moaned and arched into him. Bridge kept kissing as Sky pushed into him.
Curious as to the intensity of Sky’s reaction Bridge reached out, pushed just slightly past the shield that allowed them to touch. He panted, pressed his forehead to Sky’s and shut his eyes tightly as he drew back into himself.
He groaned, “You could have told me.”
“Told you what?” Sky asked as he tilted his head to kiss Bridge’s jaw.
“Next time we tie you up,” Bridge told him as he claimed a kiss. He released Sky’s hands and they both started working on divesting themselves of their uniforms.
Their communicators beeped. They parted with a groan as they both scrambled for their morphers. Doggie’s voice greeted them, telling them to hurry, that the monster was back.
They were the only two that showed up in uniform. Their uniforms might have been disheveled, but the rest of their team was a mess. Jack was wearing his own pajama bottoms, but only the bottoms. Bridge had to wonder what had happened to his pj’s, but judging from the way Sam was hovering as a ball of light around Jack he wasn’t sure he was going to want them back. Syd and Z were somehow wearing a mix of each other’s clothes and Syd had a lipstick mark on her neck the exact same shade as what Z was wearing.
Thankfully Doggie took in their disheveled state and called Dr. Felix to tell him that his theory had obviously been correct and he could have the rangers back after the monster was defeated. Dr. Felix attempted to protest, but they were already off attempting to defeat the monster.
It took them less then fifteen minutes to card Grumm’s latest ally.
It took Dr. Felix an hour to release them. Bridge wasn’t so sure he’d ever been so grateful to see the inside of his room. The others’ embarrassment was a bit overwhelming, especially when they each tried to take turns apologizing to him. He could still feel Sky watching him. Well, Sky was still watching him except now it was from his own bed instead of a medical bed.
Bridge turned back to the computer on his desk, turned it on and tried to think of what to say. His hand shook. He ran it down his face hoping to hide the fact that his head still felt cloudy. The lust from the monster was gone, but…
“You were right,” Sky eventually broached.
“Right?” Bridge asked.
“They should know we’re dating.”
“We had that conversation last week,” Bridge reminded. Sky had won.
“We never really finished it,” Sky told him, voice even. How could his voice be even? How could he sound so normal after finding out that all their friends had tried to seduce his boyfriend while hyped up on monster given hormones?
“You had the last word.”
“Before I distracted you,” Sky told him crossing the room and standing just that bit too close. Bridge closed his eyes and breathed in slowly, there was nothing more he’d like to do than…“I was wrong, you were right. Bridge, look at me.”
Unsteadily Bridge forced himself to open his eyes and try to look unfazed as he gazed up at his boyfriend.
Sky frowned, “Every single one of them?”
“I turned them all down.”
“That’s not the point,” Sky told him, voiced edged with concern, “With your powers…you’ve almost got to still feel like you’re under the monster’s influence.”
“It was a ray,” Bridge reminded, “It took…”
“Bridge,” Sky interrupted.
“It’s not as intense,” Bridge protested.
“I projected the lust from the monster, you got a double dose from me and then the rest of the team…” Sky trailed off, eyebrows crinkled in concern.
“I’m fine,” Bridge tried.
Sky kissed him then. Bridge shook, tried to remain calm, tried…he…Sky was usually that one that initiated, took control and then this afternoon when he’d…they’d…Bridge grabbed a first full of Sky’s uniform and pulled him closer, wrapped arms around him tightly and then took control of the kiss. He backed them into Sky’s bed and pushed Sky back onto it. Bridge wet his lips, “Get undressed.”
Then he turned away, moved to his dresser.
“Bridge?” Sky chocked.
“I promised to tie you up, so I need to…”
Sky crossed to him, stilled his hands as he said, “Next time.”
“Next time?” Bridge asked.
“Please?” Sky asked.
“Why not this time?” Bridge frowned.
“We’ve just defeated a monster that elevated our hormone levels, you got residual effects from all of your teammates, including me, and…”
“Sky, I know how to tie a person up.”
“As a police officer,” Sky reminded, “as a ranger.”
Bridge smirked. Sky wet his lips and closed his eyes to take a deep breath, tempted.
“My neighbor liked to bully me when I was younger,” Bridge told him, “It took some trial and error, but I learned how to tie him up so he wouldn’t get away, but wouldn’t get hurt.”
“You can wait until you’re clear-headed,” Sky told him.
Bridge tilted his head, “Sky, do you not want me to tie you up? This afternoon…”
“Yes.”
“Yes, you do want me to tie you up or yes, you don’t want me to tie you up?”
“Yes, I want you to tie me up,” Sky managed.
“Good.”
“Good? Bridge I don’t want you to…”
“Sky?”
“Yes?”
“Shut up,” Bridge told him.
Sky nodded and closed his mouth.
Bridge smiled as he stepped up to Sky, caught his gaze and told him, “I want to tie you up and make you scream so please go over to your bed, get naked for me and lay down.”
Bridge’s smile turned into a smirk as Sky stared at him a moment before doing as he was told.
Pairings: Sky/Bridge established relationship. Brief Sam/Bridge, Z/Bridge, Syd/Bridge, Jack/Bridge with Sam/Jack and Z/Syd
Rating: R
Summery: Monster induced hormones prompt each of his teammates to attempt to seduce Bridge.
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with the Power Rangers. This is not my toy box, I'm merely playing.
AN: Started as a five times fic, changed to an intended xmas gift that never got finished, but is now as done as I can make it. This does include Bridge and Sky talking about tying Sky up so if that is going to bother anyone, please don’t read.
All I Want Is You:
Bridge felt weird. Not that what he normally felt wouldn’t be considered weird for most people, but he was definitely feeling weird for him. He felt restless with a need he couldn’t quite put his finger on. He almost wanted to label it lust, but this weirdness felt different than how he was used to lust making him feel. It had never made him feel as though he could crawl out of his skin with want.
Confused he almost went to see Doctor Felix.
He walked to his room instead, embarrassment on how to even begin explaining and sure that Dr. Felix wouldn’t take him seriously, weighed upon his decision.
Sam’s gloved covered hands fisted into his shirt as soon as he entered his room. Bridge barely managed a noise of protest before he was being shuffled over to his bed and being pushed back into his covers. Sam pinned his midsection with his legs as his hands began a slow journey under Bridge’s shirt.
Bridge’s eyes closed at the sensation and he arched into the touch. He wasn’t touched often, even with teammates that were comfortable enough to work with him. His powers kept them from the casual brushes, touches that they shared between themselves. If he was feeling especially touched deprived it was usually him that reached out to them.
It was Sam touching him, Bridge’s mind screamed and he reacted. He stopped Sam’s hands, firmly clasping them with his own.
“Sam?” he managed to choke in question.
“I can’t hurt you,” Sam tempted, before he pointed out, “I can’t demorph. You won’t have to worry about me accidently touching your skin and my suit should…”
“You’re my friend,” Bridge protested and before Sam could formulate an opinion on why being a friend meant they should have sex Bridge continued on, “Not just with you, but with your six year old self. I really don’t think that if we engaged in…Look can you stop that? And get off of me? Because this is really weird.”
“But…” Sam started.
“No,” Bridge reinforced as he pushed Sam off him, and left the room swiftly. He sagged against the wall as soon as the door shut. He’d been tempted, why would he ever be tempted by Sam and more importantly he was dating Sky…so why would he even think about cheating? Bridge shook his head, something was wrong with him, but what? Maybe he really should see Dr. Felix. It wasn’t like him to feel this way and it wasn’t like Sam to go around trying to seduce teammates. Maybe this feeling had a connection with the ray Grumm’s latest alien had zapped them with?
“Syd to Bridge.”
Bridge’s line of thought paused as he responded, “Bridge here.”
“My ahhh, my computer is broken,” she said slowly, “Could you come over and fix it?”
“Sure,” he told her brightly, “Hey Syd, do you feel weird?”
“No. Can you come over now?” Was her voice a bit desperate? Bridge’s face scrunched into a frown as he regarded his communicator. Well, he could always visit Dr. Felix after he got Syd’s computer up and running.
“On my way. How did it break? Did you…” Bridge trailed off as she told him to ‘hurry up’ and then ended communications.
With a shrug Bridge headed towards her room, but he’d only gotten halfway there when he passed Z in the hallway. Suddenly there were three of her all shoving him into the nearest closet. He protested, but the door was swiftly shut.
“Z?” he questioned.
She was suddenly one person as she pushed him against the wall, “I’ve been looking for you.”
Bridge closed his eyes and shuddered at the way she was suddenly just full body pressed against him. Wait, what?
“Me?” he questioned.
She ran a hand down his face, a gloved hand, as she gave him a sultry look, “I figured out how to touch you.”
He could feel the lust coming off of her in waves. He whimpered, wanted to protest as her hands skimmed down his chest and she followed that trail over his shirt with her lips. She reached for the zipper of his pants. Sky, his mind screamed, think about Sky!
He wrapped one of his gloved hands around her wrist as he managed to choke, “Z, this isn’t like you.”
Her dark eyes skimmed over him in incomprehension. Her other hand reached out towards his zipper and he grabbed it quickly with his other hand.
“No Z,” he managed firmly as he gave her a little push away from him and escaped the closet. Once outside he took several deep breaths to quell his panic. What was happening? Had he really almost been seduced by two teammates? He and Sky really needed to let their friends know they were dating.
That decided Bridge pushed off the wall and headed the rest of the way to Syd’s room. He’d almost managed to calm by the time he got there. Then he opened the door.
He whimpered helplessly as he caught sight of Syd in only her silky pink bathrobe. She smirked. He could feel the lust coming off her too, except this was stronger then what he’d experienced with Z. He frowned puzzled by that until he realized she knew him better and was projecting the feeling towards him. His eyes widened.
“Syd?”
“Yeah, Bridge?” she asked as she sauntered up to him letting her robe fall away. Bridge quickly shut the door behind him, not wanting anyone in the hallway to see her like this.
“I think you should put your clothes back on now.”
“No,” she smiled self-assured, “this will be far more fun if I’m naked.”
“What will be fun?” he asked confused.
She wrapped her arms around him, carefully pulling him close, “I’ve figure out how to give you a blow job.”
“What?” he squeaked. That was it, he wanted Sky and he wanted Sky now! He wanted his friends to know he had a boyfriend and he wanted them to stop trying to seduce him!
“It’ll be fun,” she promised.
“Ah Syd, remember that conversation we had about you being okay with my being gay?”
“Yeah, so?”
“You’re not a guy,” he pointed out.
“Wait,” she protested, face scrunching slightly as if it was difficult for her to concentrate, “You said you were bi.”
“G-gay,” Bridge protested hoping she bought his lie, “I am very much only into guys.”
“So close your eyes and pretend I’m,” she tried to reason.
Bridge frowned. There was something very seriously wrong. Syd would not allow herself to be used like that, at least not the Syd he knew. He backed out of the room slowly and when she tried to grab him again he deflected her hands telling her, “No, never. I would never do that to you.”
He turned and began a brisk walk down the hall. He needed to get to Dr. Felix. He had to see if the latest monster attack could be affecting their hormones. He shuddered. The lust he had been feeling before had almost been overwhelming. Now it was worse, now he had his lust and the lust from three teammates. His head was beginning to feel muddled.
His communicator beeped, “Jack to Bridge.”
“Bridge here,” he responded automatically.
“I need you to come to my room.”
“For what?” Bridge questioned.
“Just hurry up.”
Bridge frowned at his communicator, “Jack, are you wearing clothes, actual clothes?”
“I’m fully dressed.”
“I’m on my way then,” Bridge decided, maybe he could get Jack to help him. Maybe he could explain to Jack and then they could go talk to Dr. Felix and this whole thing would be solved.
He worried the entire way to Jack’s room, trying to decide if it was likely a monster attack that had sent their hormones sky rocketing or if there was another explanation. Jack would help.
Maybe not, he decided as he entered Jack’s room.
“Jack, why are you wearing my pajamas?”
Jack just grinned as if that answer was obvious.
“Jack, where did you…you’re not wearing anything else are you?”
“No, I’m not,” Jack confirmed, “You, me, fully clothed on my bed. I’ll make you…”
Bridge ran all the way back to his room. He skidded to a stop as he saw Sky sitting on his bed.
“Ah, hi,” he greeted.
“Hi,” Sky returned.
Worried Bridge dropped down onto his own bed across from Sky, “Have you been feeling weird since that monster blasted us?”
He contemplated the wall, maybe he needed a handstand. Then he could figure out how to get from his room to Dr. Felix without any of his teammates trying to seduce him. Then he felt Sky projecting lust at him. His head snapped up and met his boyfriend’s gaze. Sky just stared at him, face impassive, eyes intense as he very carefully projected.
He could take it anymore! With a frustrated growl Bridge crossed the room swiftly and pushed Sky back onto his bed.
“Shields,” he ordered.
Sky’s whole body went blue for a moment. He could no longer feel Sky. Grateful Bridge slide down over top of Sky, grabbed his wrists, pinned them above his head and then kissed him. Sky moaned and arched into him. Bridge kept kissing as Sky pushed into him.
Curious as to the intensity of Sky’s reaction Bridge reached out, pushed just slightly past the shield that allowed them to touch. He panted, pressed his forehead to Sky’s and shut his eyes tightly as he drew back into himself.
He groaned, “You could have told me.”
“Told you what?” Sky asked as he tilted his head to kiss Bridge’s jaw.
“Next time we tie you up,” Bridge told him as he claimed a kiss. He released Sky’s hands and they both started working on divesting themselves of their uniforms.
Their communicators beeped. They parted with a groan as they both scrambled for their morphers. Doggie’s voice greeted them, telling them to hurry, that the monster was back.
They were the only two that showed up in uniform. Their uniforms might have been disheveled, but the rest of their team was a mess. Jack was wearing his own pajama bottoms, but only the bottoms. Bridge had to wonder what had happened to his pj’s, but judging from the way Sam was hovering as a ball of light around Jack he wasn’t sure he was going to want them back. Syd and Z were somehow wearing a mix of each other’s clothes and Syd had a lipstick mark on her neck the exact same shade as what Z was wearing.
Thankfully Doggie took in their disheveled state and called Dr. Felix to tell him that his theory had obviously been correct and he could have the rangers back after the monster was defeated. Dr. Felix attempted to protest, but they were already off attempting to defeat the monster.
It took them less then fifteen minutes to card Grumm’s latest ally.
It took Dr. Felix an hour to release them. Bridge wasn’t so sure he’d ever been so grateful to see the inside of his room. The others’ embarrassment was a bit overwhelming, especially when they each tried to take turns apologizing to him. He could still feel Sky watching him. Well, Sky was still watching him except now it was from his own bed instead of a medical bed.
Bridge turned back to the computer on his desk, turned it on and tried to think of what to say. His hand shook. He ran it down his face hoping to hide the fact that his head still felt cloudy. The lust from the monster was gone, but…
“You were right,” Sky eventually broached.
“Right?” Bridge asked.
“They should know we’re dating.”
“We had that conversation last week,” Bridge reminded. Sky had won.
“We never really finished it,” Sky told him, voice even. How could his voice be even? How could he sound so normal after finding out that all their friends had tried to seduce his boyfriend while hyped up on monster given hormones?
“You had the last word.”
“Before I distracted you,” Sky told him crossing the room and standing just that bit too close. Bridge closed his eyes and breathed in slowly, there was nothing more he’d like to do than…“I was wrong, you were right. Bridge, look at me.”
Unsteadily Bridge forced himself to open his eyes and try to look unfazed as he gazed up at his boyfriend.
Sky frowned, “Every single one of them?”
“I turned them all down.”
“That’s not the point,” Sky told him, voiced edged with concern, “With your powers…you’ve almost got to still feel like you’re under the monster’s influence.”
“It was a ray,” Bridge reminded, “It took…”
“Bridge,” Sky interrupted.
“It’s not as intense,” Bridge protested.
“I projected the lust from the monster, you got a double dose from me and then the rest of the team…” Sky trailed off, eyebrows crinkled in concern.
“I’m fine,” Bridge tried.
Sky kissed him then. Bridge shook, tried to remain calm, tried…he…Sky was usually that one that initiated, took control and then this afternoon when he’d…they’d…Bridge grabbed a first full of Sky’s uniform and pulled him closer, wrapped arms around him tightly and then took control of the kiss. He backed them into Sky’s bed and pushed Sky back onto it. Bridge wet his lips, “Get undressed.”
Then he turned away, moved to his dresser.
“Bridge?” Sky chocked.
“I promised to tie you up, so I need to…”
Sky crossed to him, stilled his hands as he said, “Next time.”
“Next time?” Bridge asked.
“Please?” Sky asked.
“Why not this time?” Bridge frowned.
“We’ve just defeated a monster that elevated our hormone levels, you got residual effects from all of your teammates, including me, and…”
“Sky, I know how to tie a person up.”
“As a police officer,” Sky reminded, “as a ranger.”
Bridge smirked. Sky wet his lips and closed his eyes to take a deep breath, tempted.
“My neighbor liked to bully me when I was younger,” Bridge told him, “It took some trial and error, but I learned how to tie him up so he wouldn’t get away, but wouldn’t get hurt.”
“You can wait until you’re clear-headed,” Sky told him.
Bridge tilted his head, “Sky, do you not want me to tie you up? This afternoon…”
“Yes.”
“Yes, you do want me to tie you up or yes, you don’t want me to tie you up?”
“Yes, I want you to tie me up,” Sky managed.
“Good.”
“Good? Bridge I don’t want you to…”
“Sky?”
“Yes?”
“Shut up,” Bridge told him.
Sky nodded and closed his mouth.
Bridge smiled as he stepped up to Sky, caught his gaze and told him, “I want to tie you up and make you scream so please go over to your bed, get naked for me and lay down.”
Bridge’s smile turned into a smirk as Sky stared at him a moment before doing as he was told.